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"Sher, I had no idea"
"I know you didn't. So leave it alone"
"But--"
"But nothing. If I wouldn't have told you that you'd still be yelling at me. I told you you'd get mad if I wouldn't have told you. And don't you dare tell anyone" The weird thing is that it happened to both of us. I dated a raper. My ex-boyfriend raped me. This is for sure not another one of those love stories that LizWinker93 writes. This is a nightmare. And I'm living it.

That walk with Sher was the longest walk. We had finally got there. Her and I both were waitresses at the Java Lava Cafe. There wasn't much of a crowd there today but that was okay. Last thing I needed was a cranky old man asking if he can have more sugar in his coffee. I never liked those kind of people. They had this ringer thinger here. When someone walked through the door, the bells would jingle. It got quite annoying within a week. What was worse about it all was when people from school would walk in and see you working at Java Lava. It wasn't exactly the best feeling ever.

There was always this old man named Jon Caprio who came in at 9:42 each Saturday morning and asked for a regular coffee with three sugar packets and two napkins. He always sat next to the third bar seat next to the window. His wrinkles on his sundamaged skin always seemed to catch my attention. They didn't look like he was old but it looked like he was hurt real bad when he was a kid. From the stories he has told me, he said all of his kids had passed and now he takes care of his grandkids. I always ask how they are doing and he said they're always busy.
"Good morning Jon" I said as I saw the stupid bell jingle and watch him go to his usual bar stool.
"Good morning Alex" he said with a smile on his face.
"Is it a good day today?"
"Of course"
"And why is that"
"I brought my grandson Tyler along to have coffee with me.